The real heiress's disguise has been exposed, making her the most beloved member of Beijing

"Yes, that's how you have to scold me so I don't faint." Jiang Youli was very satisfied and picked up the knife again to continue severing his Achilles tendons.

"Ah!" Jiang Xing screamed again, her face deathly pale.

This time, however, he did not faint.

Jiang Youli was very satisfied. "That's enough. I only broke your right leg. You should be glad that you used your right foot to crush the two medicinal herbs I crushed. If you had used both feet at the same time, you wouldn't be able to use one leg today."

She dropped the knife, then fed him an antidote that would allow him to move freely. Standing up, she looked at her handiwork. "Get up and walk around. Can you still walk with your right foot?"

Jiang Xing found that he could move again. He gritted his teeth and stood up with his hands supporting him. He found that the foot whose tendons had been severed was only in pain and he could not exert any strength at all.

His heart froze instantly.

His right leg is truly ruined!

How could it become like this?

He was clearly going to teach his so-called younger sister a lesson today and stand up for Xiaohe, so how did it turn into him losing a leg?

Do not!

He couldn't accept this fact!

At this moment, Jiang Xing's pride was completely shattered. He hugged his head and sobbed.

"No...I don't want to become a cripple..."

"Boring." Jiang Youli pursed her lips as she looked at his dejected expression.

I thought he was really capable.

It was just a matter of severing the tendons in his right foot, and he couldn't handle the blow?

Little did he know how many storms he had weathered during his twenty years away from home.

As expected, they had been sheltered in the greenhouse for too long and were easily defeated.

Just as Jiang Youli was about to leave, a round of applause suddenly came from behind her.

"Clap clap clap."

Jiang Youli narrowed her eyes and turned around, only to see someone she never expected.

"Qi Huan?" Jiang Youli asked in confusion, "What are you doing here?"

The man before her, with his warm smile like a celestial being descended to earth, could be none other than the man who had come to the village to find her that day.

As Cheng Jing pushed his wheelchair toward Jiang Youli, Qi Huan laughed and said, "I came to see the place that crippled my legs, and I didn't expect to see such an interesting scene. It's really amazing."

Jiang Youli tilted her head and looked at him, "So you were also kidnapped here and had your legs crippled."

Qi Huan nodded, reached out and touched her leg, her eyes lowered slightly, her eyelashes trembling as if lost in memories, and said softly, "Just like your older brother, I was also interrupted while I was conscious."

Jiang Youli has never been good at comforting people.

Because over the past twenty years, she has experienced many life-or-death dangers, and she has persevered through all of them not by relying on useless self-comfort.

Only by striving to become stronger can one acquire the skills to protect oneself.

Therefore, if she wants to learn something and has talent in it, she will definitely learn it by any means necessary until she masters it to perfection and no one can surpass her.

Just like her medical skills now.

In terms of ancient medical skills, she wouldn't dare say she's the best, but she definitely doesn't believe anyone today can surpass her.

"Qi Huan, don't worry, I said I would heal your legs, and I will definitely heal your legs."

Qi Huan looked up, gazed into her clear, bright eyes, and smiled. "I believe you."

As he spoke, he took out a small white handkerchief from his pocket and, without asking his assistant Cheng Jing for help, personally pushed the wheelchair closer to Jiang Youli.

Under Jiang Youli's questioning gaze, he gently wiped the blood off her hands with a small handkerchief.

"It seems that your life in the Jiang family isn't as easy as you make it out to be."

Jiang Youli looked down at the man's slow and methodical movements, and the doubt in her eyes turned into a smile. "It's so easy. Look, I just easily took care of one."

"Heh." Qi Huan really was growing to like her more and more.

"And you, why did your legs get broken here? Are you interested in telling me? I'm also bored and don't want to go back to the Jiang family so soon." Jiang Youli walked behind Qi Huan and pushed his wheelchair for him.

Qi Huan lowered her eyes, her dark eyelashes trembling slightly, but a smile still lingered on her lips as she said, "Sure, if you'd like to know."

"Of course I want to know. You'll have to tell me all about it when you have time, so I can understand you better." Jiang Youli cooperated with Qi Huan's actions, turning her hand over to her palm after he wiped the blood off the back of her hand.

Watching his meticulous movements, Jiang Youli couldn't help but ask him, "Have you done these things to Jiang Yonghe?"

Jiang Youli's words were tinged with teasing.

Qi Huan's hands didn't stop moving at all. "No."

Fearing she wouldn't believe him, Cheng Jing, the assistant not far away, immediately added, "Young Master indeed doesn't have it."

Jiang Youli continued to tease, "Even if your young master did these things for Jiang Yonghe, you might not know."

Cheng Jing was speechless.

Given the young master's status back then, why would he need to do such a thing for a woman?

As for the young master's current behavior, Cheng Jing didn't know whether it was because of love at first sight, as he claimed, or because he was grateful to her for curing his legs.

Qi Huan showed no remorse for Jiang Youli's teasing, and laughed candidly, saying, "You're the first one."

After wiping the blood off her hands, Qi Huan threw the bloodstained handkerchief on the ground and pushed the wheelchair backward to get further away from her so he could see her face more clearly.

Meeting the man's focused gaze, Jiang Youli did not look away. "Then I am truly honored."

"I'm honored," Qi Huan said with a smile, then looked at Jiang Xing lying on the ground. "He's the eldest young master of the Jiang family. You just crippled one of his legs like that. How do you plan to explain this when you get back to the Jiang family?"

Jiang Youli shrugged and said, "I was thinking the same thing. Maybe we could poison him to make him mute and then cut off his hands, so he wouldn't be able to leak the secret."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xing, who was lying on the ground, looked panicked and dragged his crippled right leg as he scrambled toward the door.

He didn't know that Jiang Youli had known the eldest son of the Qi family for a long time!

Qi Huan looked at Jiang Xing, who was crawling around in a disheveled state, and smiled. "That's a good idea, but if you don't mind, you can hand him over to me to handle it for you."

Jiang Youli shrugged. "Never mind, this is my family matter. I don't want to trouble you."

Qi Huan replied, "From now on, I'm your fiancé, so your business is my business."

Jiang Youli laughed, "You're so good with words, I'm starting to wonder if this is really the first time you've ever been so nice to a woman."

As she spoke, she walked up to Jiang Xing, who was climbing toward the gate of the abandoned factory, stopped him, took out another porcelain bottle from her pocket, and forcibly poured a pill into his mouth.

"Cough cough..." Jiang Xing kept coughing, trying to spit out the pills, but it was no use.

The pill had already gone down his throat, and the sweet taste mixed with the medicinal flavor quickly spread in his mouth.

"What kind of medicine did you feed me?" Jiang Xing knew that what Jiang Youli fed him was definitely not good.